Meeningfully

After a long weekend which wasn't very restful, I thought I'd start the week a little slower by running through project documents that have been sitting in my inbox for quite a long time. Not such a brain intensive task for a really listless day. I also took some time to also allow my mind to wander.... To think about what I should do rest of this week so I can look forward to another weekend. Here's a link to share on what perked my up a little today: Www.hongkiat.com/blog/Monday-blues Have a great week ahead!

With a 8kg baby, there is a need for a greater sense of balance while I scurry around with him as an arm candy. With the same 8kg baby placed at an infant care, that also means I will need to rush from work everyday just to ensure he is picked up on time. So, being in my favourite peep-toe pumps slows me down considerably, which also means I have switched to wearing more flats just to go about my mommy duties. Most of you would know heels are one of my loves  . In fact, I used to feel if I am not in heels, I am really not working. Strangely, strudding around in them gives me more confidence to go about my work. Oh well! Some things just gotta give. But but but... that's not to say I absolutely don't wear them anymore. They are just banished to take a shelter under my desk. I have a strong feeling the collection there will be growing in time to come. And the positive of all these is... i get to shop for more flatties... adding more shoes to my already large collection

I think she is talking about me.... Sun Goddess Tarot: Tarot Pages - Messengers Of Inspiration : Understanding The Page When one picks a Page in a Tarot spread, it can infer to the personalities surrounding the querants. Often, the card... It is always nice to know how people see me as a person. A refreshing view as well.... I sure do hope I have the same tenacity as a mom.  Thanks Boss! 

After a lousy week of dealing with flu & migraine, as well as a flu-ey(& thus ultra fussy) baby, I am glad for a brand new week to work on what I have set out to do. Last week started with me having a bad sore throat that developed into flu. To top it up, my wisdom tooth gave me a week long migraine. It was really my body telling me that I needed to rest. It did not  help when Burger Boy had an allergy attack at the same time,  which came with cough, nasal congestion and rashes.  So dealing with these made me very exhuasted, and I took it out on the Hubz. I blamed him for not helping enough, for always leaving Burger Boy to me to care for. I even blamed him for making me fat with all those late night dinners he bought home.  Those mindless lashing at Hubz did not make me feel better especially when he tucked me into bed each night with a kiss. It make  me feel super lousy! And, whenever I see that cheeky smile on Burger Boy's face despite being unwell, made me guilty fo

The first very noticeable thing , that's a huge tell tale sign that I am now is MOM is that extra piece of meat around the abdomen that never seems to go away :( While I made the resolution to exercise and eat less to lose that stubborn 7kg...nothing really changed. The 7kg is still here after 3 months. I think that's here to stay for a long time... and until I can find the time and commit to lose the bulge....I will have to live with people (still) giving up their seats for me in the train. One of the many gifts motherhood has presented to me. Welcome!

I promised to write on why we decided to send my precious Burger Boy to Infant care. Well, when I was pregnant, I was dead set on having my mum care for Burger Boy when I get back to work. I only trust her, and I like how she instilled discipline in bro & me.  Although we stay quite a distance from mum’s and we own a weekend car, I was dead sure that I can get up, send Burger Boy to mum’s and drive home before 7am every single day. Grand plans don’t always fall into place nicely.   After a month as a new mom, and super sleep deprived, I realized that every single second of sleep counts. Hence getting up at 5am (or even earlier)… whizzing Burger Boy to mum’s, whizzing back home, then commuting to office… and back again is not going to work. I’ll be a walking zombie. And, me, being the ultra possessive mom will not hear of being a weekend parent. Hence a month before I was due back at work, Hwa and I decided that infant care was probably the best way to go.

Ok.. I am definitely late in posting this update. Anyway, this is going to be a really long post, and if you are not keen to read my blow by blow update on my trip... then feel free to navigate elsewhere.  ------------------ Those who know me personally would know that Hwa attributes our success in the baby making area to prayers he made at Fo Guang Shan during our trip to Taiwan last year. So in the true Buddhist fashion, going back to the temple was a must to "return the favour". Ok... I may not be expressing this well enough, hence do forgive me if I am putting this across inaccurately. We had initially planned this visit to be in November, however brought it forward partly because Hwa was on his break before starting his new job, and also we figured that Jonas would find it easier to be apart from us at this age. Give him a few more months, we may be faced with a ballistic baby trying to deal with separation anxiety. Well...I was really the only person in the whol